
In January, I started posting about “My 12 new months of purpose” -as so often full of plans, looking into the future with high expectations. I enjoyed writing my monthly reports until June, when there was just not much to reveal.
Continue readingIn January, I started posting about “My 12 new months of purpose” -as so often full of plans, looking into the future with high expectations. I enjoyed writing my monthly reports until June, when there was just not much to reveal.
Continue readingI always have great projects in my workroom, but some are just more special than others. It’s either the past, which speaks to me through the pieces, or I fall head over heels in love with customers and their story. Continue reading
“We have this old chair in the barn,” he started the conversation, and with that, he had my full attention. We talked on the phone for a while, we emailed back and forth, and then we finally met. Continue reading
Silver and gold don’t match -that’s the rule, and while it’s mostly true, we all know that I don’t always follow the “rules.”
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“What are you doing?”
“I am painting our living room.”
“You are sitting in front of the computer.” Continue reading
I think I found my style when I was in my mid 30’s. That was the age, when I was finally comfortable with myself and confident enough to think outside the box.
I don’t let magazines or trends dictate what I wear, or what I have to like. I was just joking around “is not having a style a style?” Now, in my 50’s, I am the most confident I have ever been. Continue reading
The daily prompt asked me today how important clothes are for me. Well, let me think. I am over 50, so they have to fit, have to be comfortable, have to make me look sexy, have to be made out of a cooling, menopausal friendly material that would please a Goddess and they should be dirt cheap. Yep, that pretty much sums it up.
We all have seen pictures of famous ceiling paintings and can name a few. On top of the list is of course the “Sistine Chapel” in the Vatican and even I, who is not a fan of this little tax free State in the middle of Italy, yes, even I took my time and was laying on the floor for an hour -like so many tourists from all over the world; I wanted to take it all in, wanted to admire Michelangelo’s masterpiece, wanted to look at his famous colorful fresco. Continue reading